Ritual number one, clean your teeth get your make-up on. Ritual number one, dye your hair let's have some fun. Ritual number one, lick your wounds and taste the sun. Ritual number one, pack your case and let's move on...
Saturday 9 October 2010
Come fly with me...
Tonight I'm off to a local beer festival. As it's grey and miserable outside I'm wearing my cosy new aviator jacket (Matalan) with my indigo skinnys (Peacocks) and a grey three-quarter sleeve top (Zara).
die you cunt
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